I'm a self-made man. Who else would help?
I'm going to memorize your name and throw my head away.
I was once thrown out of a mental hospital for depressing the other patients.
Marriage is a triumph of habit over hate.
I envy people who drink. At least they have something to blame everything on.
When I appeared before the draft board examiner during World War II, he asked me if I thought I could kill. "I don't know about strangers," I replied, "but friends, certainly."